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[thewidewideworld]

{From here}

Sinric leans Athelstan into their rooms. It's clear he hasn't slept there either. Even the mead cup sits on the table when he left it.

He draws Athelstan towards the bathroom. "Will you bathe with me?" His voice is soft and gentle. "Your clothes smell rather strongly of goat."

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[thewidewideworld]

"I'm glad that in a bar full of people, I found you and Ragnar and chose you for myself as lovers. Or I might never have known I had a reason to live on past that day."

[athelstanthescribe]

"It was fated. No one else could have told you about your future, after all."

[thewidewideworld]

"Fate indeed." Sinric smiles, almost to himself.

[athelstanthescribe]

He smiles back, small and fleeting.

"You had to live to complete the circle."

[thewidewideworld]

Sinric nods and smiles back, just as tightly. "Just so."

{ooc: shall we fade somewhere soon?}

[athelstanthescribe]

[ooc: I think that works?]